Roque bought the vineyard for less than £100, after its previous owner had fled to the Transvaal to join the Boer coalition forces, his family was imprisoned in a refugee camp and the vineyard was confiscated.

Roque was not worried about the return of the previous owner of the vineyard, the British were ruthless, as long as they caught the Cape Boers who had fled to the Transvaal Republic and the Orange Free State to join the Boer coalition army, they would all be shot, so it was impossible for the previous owner of the vineyard to return to Oak Town, and as for his family, they had all died in the refugee camp, and the 20 percent mortality rate was no joke.

Because there is no one to take care of it, the grapes in the vineyard have not yet had time to be picked, so Roque needs a lot of workers, serious and responsible workers who work hard, such people, there are many in the refugee camp, and Roque can have as many as he wants.

"The workers only choose mothers who have children, and when the mothers work, they have to keep their children in the camps, so that they don't have to worry that the workers won't work hard, and they don't even have to be guarded, and the families of the partisans don't give meat, so they take meat as a salary, and the children are in need of nutrition, and I believe that many people will be very willing to work for you." Ida gave Roque an idea, which is really the most poisonous woman's heart.

"You're amazing, and I'm suddenly a little scared of you." Luo Keyan couldn't help it, he was afraid that it was impossible to be afraid, and he was really powerful.

Sure enough, it is the woman who knows women best, Roque probably can't think of this way, for the mother, the child is indeed the best reason, for the sake of that pound of meat per week, I am afraid that those mothers in the refugee camp will break their heads.

"If you're embarrassed to come forward, I'll do it for you." Ida didn't care, a woman, still a widow, had no means to survive in Cape Town.

"Okay—" Roque didn't realize what he had agreed to.

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In the camp, rows of low tents are being dismantled, all the women and children are being driven out, they are holding simple luggage, snuggling together in the open space in the camp, looking at the Zulu people with frightened and frightened eyes, many of them have tears in their eyes, some of the children cry, but they are covered by their mothers, they do not know what awaits them.

"Lucky for you, Mrs. Capetian has brought you a new tent, and some clothes and bedding, and you have a chance to live in a new tent, or you won't survive this winter—" Jeffrey's voice was so loud that many people couldn't help but look at a two-story wooden building next to the camp.

The two-story wooden building, like the barbed wire guard towers around the camp, was the tallest building in the camp, and the second floor of the wooden building was the former sheriff's office, but now the owner was an inspector, who was now standing on the balcony on the second floor, dressed in a black uniform with a grim expression.

Next to the inspector stood a woman in a long white dress, the woman wore a veil, and she couldn't see what Zhang looked like, but she could see that she was tall and elegant, probably this was what Jeffrey called "Mrs. Capet".

Although the new tent was to be happy, the Boers in the camp did not say anything, the hatred between them and the British was not something that could be resolved by this small benefit, the reason why they were imprisoned in the concentration camp, the British were the initiators, although they had not heard the name "Mrs. Capet" before, but by looking at the clothes, they knew that the "Mrs. Capet" must be British.

"Mrs. Capet needs a few more people to work for her, to go outside in the vineyard to pick grapes, if it is better to make wine, the pay is a pound of meat a week, if anyone is willing to work for Mrs. Capet, then they can sign up with me." Jeffrey's face was expressionless, in the past, refugees were forced to work, but there was no pay, this opportunity was rare.

A hundred tents were not enough to house everyone, but a pound of meat could be fought for, so it didn't take long for people to get excited.

"Officer, can I participate? I work hard, I make wine, and I used to have a vineyard at home. "A mother snuggled up to her two children, both of whom were yellow and thin, were visibly malnourished.

"Yes—" Jeffrey said when he was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd.

"Please let me work for Mrs. Capet, I will work hard, I will make wine, and my family used to have vineyards."

"I can do it, I can do anything."

"Write down my name, my name is Julia, I used to be a doctor, and although I can't make wine, I can learn-"

It's really - the crowd is excited.

Both Roque and Ida underestimated the allure of a pound of meat, and although the camp stipulated that families could get a pound of meat a week as long as they did not join the guerrillas, it was clear that this rule was not seriously enforced, and as for where the meat went—

It is estimated that it can be found in the Cape Town market.

"Quiet, quiet, as long as there are mothers with children, this job is for Mrs. Capetian for the children, come one by one—" Jeffrey struggled to maintain order, and the surrounding police quickly came to help, and there were already people who were squeezed down by the crowd.

Bah, Bah!

Roque fired a warning shot, and it was then that Roque realized that he seemed to have underestimated the energy of these Boer women.

Yes, if you think about it, you can understand that before the British came to the Cape, the Boers controlled everything in the Cape, so there are not too many talents in all aspects, such as the Julia just now, she is a rare doctor in this era, but when she is imprisoned in a refugee camp, she has to do the same work as other refugees, and maybe she will be forced to sell herself for a piece of candy or a piece of chocolate, this kind of thing is not uncommon, if a doctor who originally has a high social status is down, then their life is more difficult than other civilians.

"Everybody, I mean, let each of them, line up, go to Officer Jeffrey in order, and write down what you're going to do, what education you're going to have, and why you're in a refugee camp." Roque instructed Anton that there were many talents in the camp, and the previous British did not have the patience to sift through them one by one, but Roque now has time.

"Yes, Inspector." Anton hurried away with a baton, he still had a pistol on him, but it was obvious that he would not be able to deal with these refugees.

Roque suddenly shuddered a little, during the Japanese colonial period, many Koreans were hired as policemen, so Koreans were later demoted to "Goryeo sticks".

Now that the British colonized the Cape and hired Chinese as policemen, will the Chinese become the "Chinese sticks" of the Cape in the future?

No, no, no, that must not happen.